I had a really bad case of Covid in March. In July my relationship of 10 years fell apart. Just few days before that I moved to another city for a massive job change. Not one of my friends called to check on me or asked me anything about any of these big, scary, life-changing moments. I spent my entire life with wrong "friends". I'm now 31, no friends, no partner, in a big strange city and I can't stop thinking about killing myself.
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